3 acessos
Ab Eb The heat of the sun stayed on through the night Gb Fm Made spectres of strangers playing games with my sight Ab Eb I passed through the station, a face in the crowd Gb Fm The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down Ab Eb There was my baby, in another's embrace Gb Fm I called out her name in shame and disgrace Bbm Ab Gb Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead Bbm Ab Gb Fm Making dust of my dreams, spinning round and around Eb Around in my head Ab Eb Train on the tracks, teeth of the zip Gb Fm The slider moves down, we were joined at the hip Ab Eb Stealing the groove, the widening gap Gb Fm Unfastening rails from a past with no map Bbm Ab Gb Yes, I have ghosts, a fleeting sight Bbm Ab Gb Fm Eb It's always the living that are haunting my nights ( Bbm Ab Gb Bbm ) ( Ab Gb Fm Eb ) Ab Eb Where is the sweet soul that you used to be Gb Fm Gone like a thistle that's blown on the breeze Ab Eb I guess when it's over, this haunting will end Gb Fm The waiting, the baiting, my killer, my friend Bbm Ab Gb Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead Bbm Ab Gb Fm And they dance by the moon, millstones white as the sheet Eb On my bed [Solo] Ab Eb Gb Fm Bbm Ab Gb Bbm Ab Gb Fm Eb Ab Eb Gb Fm Ab Eb Gb Fm Ab Eb Gb Fm